Thousands
Grasp the moon, and hear the wind blow
With growing shadow, and sleepy stars
Search the night sky, and get my mind full
With memories of you, and your warming smile
The light in this city never sleeps and so do I
Insomnia till the morning sun not knowing why
Taking out pictures of you and me just one more time
Taking out pictures of you and me just one last time
'Cus a thousand weeks feels like thousand years until I
See your face in the empty shade
And a thousand words feels like thousand birds I have to
Send your way, just to hear me say
Smell the leaves, and feel the shackles
Of the endless cycle, of fleeting time
Taking out pictures of you and me just one more time
Taking out pictures of you and me just one more time
Taking out pictures of you and me just one more time
Taking out pictures of you and me just one last time
'Cus a thousand weeks feels like thousand years until I
See your face in the empty shade
And a thousand words feels like thousand birds I have to
Send your way, just to hear me say
'Cus a thousand weeks feels like thousand years until I
See your face in the empty shade
And a thousand words feels like thousand birds I have to
Send your way, just to hear me say
With growing shadow, and sleepy stars
Search the night sky, and get my mind full
With memories of you, and your warming smile
The light in this city never sleeps and so do I
Insomnia till the morning sun not knowing why
Taking out pictures of you and me just one more time
Taking out pictures of you and me just one last time
'Cus a thousand weeks feels like thousand years until I
See your face in the empty shade
And a thousand words feels like thousand birds I have to
Send your way, just to hear me say
Smell the leaves, and feel the shackles
Of the endless cycle, of fleeting time
Taking out pictures of you and me just one more time
Taking out pictures of you and me just one more time
Taking out pictures of you and me just one more time
Taking out pictures of you and me just one last time
'Cus a thousand weeks feels like thousand years until I
See your face in the empty shade
And a thousand words feels like thousand birds I have to
Send your way, just to hear me say
'Cus a thousand weeks feels like thousand years until I
See your face in the empty shade
And a thousand words feels like thousand birds I have to
Send your way, just to hear me say
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Writer(s): Tee Kiengsiri
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